Cyclical Reminisce
Pendulum skips one bang to the bead
Triggers the feeling to turn it off lead
Allows memories to run and circulated
Reminiscing promises you once articulated
Deep in mind are the guilt and regret
Keep looking back and wanted to reset
If only not tempted, no hearts will be broken
If only not lusted, no trust will be fallen
Fridays are bluer since the day of part ways
Laughing is not better than shared as always
Messages are sent waiting for responses
Hoping to be seen even it is now nonsense
Memories suddenly comes in cyclical
The unfold pages comes in unintentional
One day the fate will surely cross again
And surely, that will never cause any pain
Friends told me of some dude they trusted
But left out the part he was lusted
This mechanic, you see
Wanted to work on ME!
And I went home with tailpipe busted
Disturbed by the interruptions
He would be disrupted by my
Skill
Thrill of collaboration
When ones partners are
Determined and real
In that self satisfaction
If achieving a goal
What's in it for me
Ain't gonna work cause
We are not in control
Tallow shall disguise the
Earthy taste of the ostrich
and garlic and onions
Shall compliment it's already
beefy taste
the mushrooms and wines shall
Subdue the gameness
and crumbled bacon shall
Enhance it's taste
Cerleies and salts
With sun-dried peppers and
Sun-dried tomato's shall
Crust the external show'd
Display
We shall cheer with wines that
are appropriate and garnish
Shall accompany the display!
An anchovies and lemon sweet
caper sauce was an alternative
To the cowboy gravy show
I adored them both
But wanted the
Wagyu burger
I longed and lusted for it
One of the lady body guards
Bought six burgers
Up to the room after
The ice cream and cake show
I knew her Friend from Canada
He had been a Bouncer at my
Club in lobster town Maine!
Hollywood thumped with disco
I danced to a
Slutty Opera Tune
I love my wife
Aria Concerto
She make love just
Likes she dances
For 46 years - prideful and hateful
Wrath, envy, spreading the net
Building an A-Bomb, a decision fateful
A sword to be held, like eternal threat
Destruction, murder, elimination
Iran, to wipe Israel off the map
A sordid task for the whole nation
Stubborn threats, boasts, contempt
It was their purpose, the goal, the aim
To end every Jew on planet Earth
Fanned hot Middle Eastern flame
To Hamas and Hezbollah, they gave birth
Spread the tentacles, to suffocate
To build an Islamic Republic empire
Never learned from the old caliphates
They are all gone, purged by fire
Lusted for bomb, to be held as a club
Over every fearful head, forever
Wanted to enter the atomic club
By picking the locks and feeling clever
The last mile, they were almost there
To grip the victory with the jaws
Removing all stops, and didn’t care
Moving forward without pause
But no, those dreams never came to pass
Atomic Persia, the purveyor of dread
Where are you now, evil top brass?
Someplace unfound, unburied and dead
June 16, 2025
When Dorothy and Tin Man were dating
She didn’t prepare for the mating
Til’ she heard a bang
And shouted out, “Dang,
Something inside there’s inflating”
Since Dorothy’s one chick he lusted
Poor Tin said he was disgusted
Coz there was no oil can
Nearby them at hand
To free up his zipper now rusted
As Tin was kissing Dorothy’s lips
He sadly knew he had to come to grips
‘Til she yelled, “My man
I’ll open your can
Coz in my purse I brought some tin snips!”
The world may hold other pretty faces
With fiery red hair crowning genius poll
They can come from different countries and races
But they will all pale in the light of your soul
Their splendor is shadowed when in your light
Their essence becomes tarnished and rusted
Because your elegance always shines bright
And It’s for your love that I’ve always lusted
Your grandeur comes from deep within your heart
While their beauty barely scratches your surface
Your love and mine cannot be torn apart
I often wonder what I did to deserve it
You took a broken child riddled with fear
Your Love enveloped me and made me whole
So even now, in these frail fading years
I still Love you more than you'll ever know
The folded corners and wrinkled pages
of catalogs that were tattered and ripped
From the first of October until late in December
we drooled,
we fawned,
we lusted,
we swooned and giggled
mutilating each page
until the pictures faded.
Sears and Roebuck,
Monkey Wards
JC Penny’s,
Macy’s, Mattingly’s, K-mart.
Our wish list grew long
more than one sheet could hold
tears welled up with each toy crossed out.
Until the list was whittle down
Though the likelihood of getting any was nill.
But still
That’s why we called it the book of wishes.
If wants and wishes were hugs and kisses
There would be no need
to thumb through the pictures
and dream.
Perhaps imagination was the best Christmas gift
Everyone wishes that they could be beautiful or attractive
To be lusted for by all, having the choice of anyone they wish
Being stared at from all directions in awe
Such a thing is envied, until one knows the cost
There is a constant fight against those who do not deserve
Those who wish for the privileges you can give out
With so much desire that they will take what belongs to you
Beauty comes with a painful cost that never fades
People will love you for the shell of your appearance
Instead of the embodiment of your spirit that lies within
Discerning those who love you, and those who love your body
A near daily task that has to be attended to
Often eyes become too much to be bared
And one wishes that they could simply become invisible
Hiding away from the wolves who are in constant hunt
Of pretty things to ravage selfishly without care
The price of beauty is danger
The price of beauty is fake people
The price of beauty is violence
The price of beauty is being scarred forever
PRESERVE RELUSH- Choose Wisely your What Guards
Your Heart for We are Products of our Environment
The rain mine tears, earthen grounds lusted flesh
I am that I am a light
I am that I am in His sight
Created soul I so shine ever bright
Terrain grounds fervent rains swollen trees
Non disant I am that I am
Heavenly being shining bright- I am light
Darkness please there be nothing in creation
Stand though I am in the atmosphere environment
Nothing on this Earth or universe
Nothing shall in me be dispersed
For God in you, with you, you're the wise shielding part
That guards my heart
As I am a product of our environment
I Choose Wisely what God's my heart
4th Place Win in Contest
10/17/23
For pick a topic sentence poetry contest
Sponsored by Miranda Hawley
She wore her skirt short,
her lingerie to be seen.
Such sights aplenty!
Gawking, gawping eyes
lusted at shear nudity.
They burned with hunger.
She proudly stood in
ruffled edges of cheap chintz,
dimmed and stained with wear.
Though worn and weathered,
her shoes had seven-inch heels -
a platform for love.
She was hardworking,
a rough road for seven years,
never a complaint.
She saved her rewards,
wed an investment banker,
retired at 30,
and laughed her way to the bank.
The Moon became quietly jealous
One night when I surveyed Venus.
The usual glory reserved for her
Went to the dancer with Perseus.
At first, she passed for a star
Sparkling high above a church roof
But as she moved down further -
Her ample speed gave proof.
Outgoing clouds didn't shroud
The evening sky of cerulean blue.
Enchanted, I stayed around
To observe her quick rendezvous.
Fair Venus shined like a jewel -
Like one worthy to be set in a ring.
Because she was so beautiful -
She sent a jaded Moon waning.
The wide net of the Milky Way
Was cast and failed to pull her in.
She outshined the Dog Star
And evaded sly Orion
And as the Sun moved below -
He teased her with stealing her glory.
She lusted for that power
And disappeared after him shortly.
Tho' I know her general stream
And her light is brilliant and dense -
She's been gone. I haven't seen
The Elusive Lady since.
In the orchard, ripe and sweet,
A peach radiates as sunrays greet.
Its fuzz is a warm and fuzzy sight.
As birds gather, greedy for a bite.
Oh, how they lusted for the juicy fruit!
Their beady eyes were fixed on the loot.
But the farmer watched with a wary eye.
Ready to shoo them away with a cry.
He knew the value of each peach.
The hours of labor they did beseech
He'd tended to the tree with care.
Nurturing each fruit with love and prayer.
So he guarded his bounty with all his might.
Defending it from a hungry fight.
And when the time was right, he plucked each peach,
Savoring the taste, beyond all reach
For in the orchard, ripe and sweet,
The peach was more than just a treat.
It was a symbol of his tough work done.
A reward for all he had begun.
when we will see wokes when Trump had lusted
they mentioned to folks he would never be trusted
that was all a hoax with him were disgusted
a point must have missed when on top of that
many women he had kissed Trump dumber than doormat
should cease and desist has head full of fat
facts up were summing while trump was a crook
Trump on course slumming would decide to write a book
knew what was coming up whole world had shook
heard about docket we had heard that they
which was quick as a rocket we did see trump on display
had put in pocket on gray hair put some spray
fingers were way too short all over and done
when he would play a sport when all of us he did stun
even if in court put Trump in a pun
Our rosy love grew fast to bloom,
Burnt in the heatwave of desire -
Young and impervious to doom -
Out-lusted, nothing to admire.
We spurned our tender love, my rose;
Its lustre faded, petals dried,
Fast beating hearts, now hollow, froze -
Nothing but thorns lodged deep inside.
Short-sighted sweet impromptu love!
Strong lasting roots grow underground -
Well nurtured is the rose we have -
And now it blossoms lifetime-round!
March 20, 2023
When shadows fall across the land
And darkness sweeps the light away
Shall I give those who lead a hand,
Those who hastened democracy’s fray,
Who trafficked in selfish pursuits
Lusted for power at our nation’s expense?
I shall never speak kindly of sycophants
Who for their folly pay no recompense,
Who bought into lies imperiling us,
Whose conspiracies do not enhance
The welfare of our national sovereignty,
But promote a perverted song and dance.
May they never find peace in perfidy,
For such is the fate of those who preen,
Who laugh at those of a kinder destiny
Who lived a past, and hopeful future seen.
Written September 25, 2022
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